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I Would Hate For People To Generalize About Every Haitian From Something That One Haitian Did, Or A Group Of Haitians Did.

We Still Have Our People Working In The Cane Fields In The Dominican Republic. People Are Still Repatriated All The Time From The Dominican Republic To Haiti. Some Tell Of Being Taken Off Buses Because They Looked Haitian, And Their Families Have Been In The Dominican Republic For Generations. Haitian Children Born In The Dominican Republic Still Can't Go To School And Are Forced To Work In The Sugarcane Fields.

I Think We All Wear Some Kind Of Mask. There Are Masks That Shield Us From Others, But There Are Masks That Embolden Us, And You See That In Carnival. The Shiest Child Puts On A Mask And Can Do Anything And Be Anybody.

Salt Is A Powerful Symbol In Haiti, As Elsewhere. Salt Of The Earth, For Example Is An American Phrase. In Haiti, Myth And Legend Has It That If You Are Turned Into A Zombie, If Someone Gives You A Taste Of Salt, Then You Can Come Back To Life. And In The Life Of The Fishermen, There Are So Many Little Things About Salt That I Wanted To Incorporate. The Salt In The Air. The Crackling Of Salt In The Fire. There's All This Damage, This Peeling Of The Fishing Boats From The Sea Salt. But There Is Also Healing From It, Sea Baths That Are Supposed To Heal All Kinds Of Aches And Wounds.

I Am Very Timid About Speaking For The Collective. I Can Say What I See, I Can Say What I've Heard, I Can Say What I Feel, But I Can't Speak For - No One Can Speak For - 10 Million People, And It Takes Away Something From Them If You Make Yourself Their Voice.